Prince Willhelm surveyed all that his eyes could see. "This shall one day be all yours Willhelm." His father had said to him.
Then, however, the land was lush and green and full of the sounds of life. Now, because of the King's brutal policies and thoughtless pillaging of the land, all that remained was rock, and dust.
As the sun set behind him, Willhelm sighed and turned towards home, what little of it remained, and silently cursed the King. |